In Argentina lived a man with gross nails,
Long and twisted, like unraveled tales.
They clicked on the keys,
as he typed posts with ease,
His frustration evident, as each post entails.
This faggot, Argentinanon by name,
Thought his English was polished for fame.
With an accent so thick,
Just a gimmick, a trick,
Shitposting till dawn, what a shame.
He claimed Polish kin, that was his spiel,
Faked a passport with cheeky zeal.
Obvious forgery was clear,
His deceit, no longer veer,
No more lies, the truth now revealed.
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